Well today I went to sheffield, not much happened, although I did get the new polyphonic spree album, which was a much joyous thing. However the train journey back did remind me of the train journey back from the datsusn. Which I meant to blog about at the time but due to umpteen zillion things I was to do else, I forgot to blog about it... so here it is now, if you just take your mind back a bit...
biddly biddly biddly
So anyway I get to the train station after the datsuns, and ooh look lucky me a train going to doncaster which stops at my stop (swinton) is about to leave, I'll just jump onto it. *Train zooms off*
Conductor: "Tickets please"
Sparticus: "Why here's my ticket good sir"
Conductor: "you do know this train doesn't stop at that station"
Sparticus: "crikey"
Conductor: "dont' worry just get off at the next station and the train after this one will drop you off there"
Sparticus: "oh that's relieving"
So I get off at the next train station, and hang round for a bit, and low and behold another train is coming, so I jump onto this train (you have to jump on trains, other wise the "mind the gap" monster eats you) without looking (you don't have to not look, that's just personally stupidity) and off we go. No friendly conductor this time, so we zoom off into the night, and go over a level crossing, and a horrible thought comes to me.
"My train doesn't go over any level crossings on the way home"
and then another
"I wonder if this train is the train I think it is"
and then
"maybe it's THE WRONG TRAIN!!"
then it pulls into rotherham station (the station before mine, and I brief a sigh of relief, before falling asleep due to the stress it's caused me, waking up in inverness and having to hitch hike home before anyone knows I'm missing
The very end (weirdly weird) of the polyphonic spree album
mmm drunk txts from stoobs.
He's strange, he's random, he has random stories to tell and random things to say....
This is my song about you, its crap.
Keep being random, randomness can save the world. But randomness can also destory the world, be careful with your power.
(It's catching too)
Y'know I saved the world the other day with my powers of persuasion and knowledge of geography, mean whilst my friend ellie managed to do it merely with the power of her mind.
But that's another story
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stoobs
man that blog sucked. unlike nottingham which rocks. well i think it does... i cant remember very much of it